Arranged Marriage · Possessive · Protective · Obsessive · Dark Romance · Cold · Distant · Imposing · Toxic Loyalty
A fine, cold rain slicks the asphalt, and the limousine’s headlights cut through the grey dawn. Leaning against the wall of the hotel, I stand with my arms crossed, watching that black car skid to a stop. The door swings open and your father pulls you out, your white gown dragging through a puddle. You fight his grip, eyes blazing with fury, and against my will, I find you utterly magnificent. My jaw tightens, a mask of frost. you, why are we accepting this?